" I surreptitiously took a capful of the pint bottle the pharmacist had sold me and dumped it in the hot tub, then swirled it around. I leaned back to...watch the fireworks. Sure enough, as soon as they crawled in Tim got a goofy little look on his face. The water started turning orange. I stood up and went into full rant mode."Goddamit! You come into my home, take up all my time, blame me for not wiping your noses and then you PISS IN MY HOT TUB! I'M GONNA HANG YOU UP BY YOUR ANKLES AND BEAT YOU. You could borrow it if you'd like." Really?" Sure. I have a room in one of the Baylor suites. It's a five minute walk. We could go get it now, if you'd like." I patted his shoulder, seeing how far I could press my luck. That time, he did flinch. However, he didn't move away."That'd be great! Thanks!" No problem. I'm Keith, by the way." Nice to meet you. I'm Matt." Okay, let me just put the book back that I was reading and we'll get out of here."I walked back over to my desk and picked. I locked all the doors and returned to the den. My hands found the latch of the lower casket lid and I raised it and gazed at the lower half of Pamela's body. Her blue dress ended just at the top of the knees revealing the rest of her long legs down to the high heel shoes. This would be my last chance ever to love Pamela's body; so I wanted to do this right. I sat up the video camera on the tripod looking into the coffin from the feet end and turned it on. I also began to click pictures of her. My wife showed me instead. The following day was Saturday, and that afternoon I asked Cheryl to help me do everyday makeup. I wanted it to go along with my simple dress and low heeled shoes. My wife watched, and when she was done with me she turned to my wife, and without a word started to do her. Cheryl was fantastic as she made my wife look ten years younger. Cheryl told me to be at the club by nine, and left me staring at my wife. She is simply gorgeous! We were sitting at the table.